waade bhi dost ne kya khoob nibhaye, zakhm muft mein aur dard tohfe mein bhijwaye, is se badhkar wafa ki misaal kya hogi, maut se pehle hi dost kafan le aaye.
Unhe aadat hai zakham dene ki. Apni toh fitrat hai gum chupane ki, ab toh aadat si pad gayi hai aasu pi jane ki, kya haseen saza di hai zaalim ne dosti rakhne ki…
Sabko dost banane ki adat hai ham me, apani alag pehchan banane ki adat hai ham me, kitna bhi gehra jakaham de koi, utna hi jayada muskarane ki adat hai humme.
Yeh such hai doston kisi se pyaar na karna, Kabhi kisi ka aitbaar na karna, Tham ke khanjar apne hi hathon mein, Bedardi se apne dil par vaar na karna.
Dil me kuch bacha nahi dard ke siwa, aankho me aata nahi koi aansu ke siva, Dost tu matsaath chodna mera, zindagi me kuch bacha nahi teri Dosti ke siwa
Agar main mar jau to mere jism ko jala dena,magar usmaise mere dil nikal lena.muje parva nahi dil jalne ki,muje parva hai usme rehne wale ek ” DOST” ki
